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cookieek · 1 year ago

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So, like many others I sat down to watch the recent hbomberguy video, and watching it has made me think back to about how I’ve handled my folklore inspiration for wayward.

Notably that I ended up taking heavily inspiration from the illustrations by Katarina Strömgård in Per Gustavssons (2006) ”Sägenresan” when it came to the designs for the skogsrå, Snurra, and the sjörå. (Pictured bellow, Strömgårds illustrations to the left, my sketches to the right)

I did not do this with the intent of plagiarism, I know that I mentioned getting inspired by illustrations from a folk lore book in one of my authors notes for Wayward and that I did share Strömgårds illustrations of the troll drawing that inspired snurra and the sjörå on the red shoes discord and mentioning that I used them as inspiration (I could only find me mentioning the illustration for the skogsrå on the discord server when I went looking, I had to find the actual picture from the dms with another person in the server). However I do feel that I might not have been clear enough about this inspiration, and that looking back I, possibly out of some form of laziness, did at the very least not do enough with the characters in my sketches to visually distinguish them from the designs pictured in Strömgårds work, especially when it comes to the Skogsrå.

I doubt that Strömgård will ever see this, but that doesn’t mean I don’t feel bad about it, and I’m planning to edit the posts that features the characters to link to this post in order to give proper credits to the artist who was at the heart of those designs. Sägenresan and it’s illustrations has been with me since I was a child, it’s hard not to feel disappointed in myself, and I am sorry.

If you’re curious about Strömgårds work, then I recommend looking at her website (where she’s got coloured versions of some of the books illustrations for a recent web project under the same name as the book by Gustavsson!):

She also has an instagram under the handle strmgrd!

I should at this point also note that unless I was taking inspiration from stories told by my mom or just general ideas of folklore that I’ve heard while growing up, a big source for the folklore bits in wayward which I talk about in the authors notes for the chapters is Per Gustavssons (2006) “Sägenresan”, though I did not always reread the stories from it in question. And though I’m pretty sure I’ve mentioned that the herbal magic in wayward was inspired by stories from a childrens flora book, I figure I should be more clear and reference to it as Bissa Falk och Lena Kallenbergs ”Barnens flora” and ”Barnens flora 2” (both of my copies of these books are missing their copyright page so I can’t say their specific release date for sure, but I do know the original editions seemed to have been published 1982 and 1983 as those are the dates given to the first editions of the work on Libris, Alex.se and worldcat (though worldcat only seemed to have the first book of the two and the edition which collects the books into one)). When I get the time I’ll try to go through the authors notes for Wayward to make sure these are given their proper credit, and I’m sorry for not doing that before. Also, when I’m already on the topic, please don’t take Edda using real life herbs in for the healing magic as health advice, and if you decide to get into herbal medicine then I beg you to be safe about it, understand it’s limits and just go to the doctor of you’re dealing with something serious. There are many quacks out there, many dangerous ideas and ‘cure-alls’ that at best doesn’t work and at worst are actively harmful. Saint john’s wort will not cure your cancer.

Finally, when I’m already here I should also mention that an notable inspiration for even considering the regency au that eventually became “A Lord and Lace” was sboochi’s Bridgerton inspired Regency au drawings. I realised I was never really open about that and that made me feel a bit scummy, I’m sorry.

I’m sorry that this isn’t the fun superhero au synopsis, but when this landed in my mind I really felt like I had to say something about it. I’ll try to get the synopsis out soon, I am still sick, but it seems to be on it’s way out, I hope, either way I hopefully will have that post out sometime next week. And again, I’m sorry for my sloppy work.

I hope everyone nonetheless have a good day.

#red shoes and the 7 dwarfs #red shoes and the seven dwarfs #my post #wayward

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bargarraninc · 1 year ago

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a lengthy recap; visit 14, october 18th.

A Few Short Notes: - This is ridiculously long, chalking up to 3000 words. I am by habit a rambler and with so much going on during this show, I let myself just really put pen to infinite paper. All of it is under the 'Keep Reading' - The 1-1s discussed are Malcolm, Boy Witch and then Porter (in that order) in case you would like to avoid spoilers. - I am a very emotional person and this show really gets my feelings going so.... beware. This is not a guide to these 1-1s or a more detached overlook on this visit, it is me telling a story.

TLDR; Will Malcolm, Noah Boy Witch and Evik Porter all make me feel slightly insane in a three hour space. I also burst into tears at one point like a silly goose.

Visit 14 — A Recap of the 18th November, 2023 Matinee show. On the 18th, I was clearly beyond excited to be at the show and turned up incredibly early to the McKittrick (a whole hour and forty before) after severely overestimating the time my commute would take.

Probably in line with this ridiculous arrival time, I bumped very randomly (and unfortunately quite headfirst) into Evik while getting an egg and cheese at the deli nearby (my usual in-line lunch), so quite randomly, I had a head start on possible cast in the building. At the time, this was my last show booked, and I was beyond thrilled that Evik would be in the show as they are one of my favourite residents at the show. When we reached a more socially acceptable time to be in line, I got there and met some lovely people from the server outside, which is always a highlight!

Despite Oz being entirely sold out, I was lucky enough to snag an Ace as first in line, so the visit started smoothly. Tim J in the Manderley and Bret as Taxi solidified in my head that this would be an Evik Malcolm show — which, as the self-proclaimed #1 Malcolm fan, is always a treat. I got let out on the 3rd, saw the very last moments of Brandon in the cemetery (a scene I have never actually adequately watched), and then followed down to the ballroom.

The first ballroom is one of my favourite scenes in the show. It is so inherently joyous — nothing has gone wrong, yet we have just fallen into this beautiful room with happy dancing couples. Took my regular post by Malcolm's trench and was immediately left confused by the lack of Evik's presence as Malcolm or Duncan. Assuming then that they were probably going to be Sixth (like the night before), I quickly and relatively easily became distracted by the Malcolm actually present — Will!

Will Malcolm and Noah Boy form one of my favourite ballroom couples because they are so ridiculously tall — the graceful movement of their long long limbs is always so enchanting. They are also just two of my other favourite residents (though... this list is constantly expanding) so a loop with them is always fun.

On my usual Malcolm 1st loop bullshit, I followed Will straight out of the ballroom and up the familiar insane rumble up the stairs. They really killed this trip upstairs, throwing themselves against the walls and violently retching all the way. We got into the office, and the usual Agnes scene took place. Mio was on as Agnes, and the height difference between them throughout made me chuckle despite the sheer tension in the room. Will is an incredibly intense Malcolm — they portray his deep anxiety in a much sharper manner than other actors I have seen in the role. Unlike than the rather breathlessly anxious Malcolm of Tim Creavin, Will’s Malcolm is like a taut string, holding everything including their sanity together only through maximum effort. It consistently felt like even the smallest of wayward action would lead to a complete, angry collapse.

The audience watching Malcolm seemed very aware of when the 1-1 pull happens, but I was planning a loop with Will at this point, so I didn't necessarily perch myself in the ideal spot. This did NOT deter Will from going straight for me, and I was not going to say no.

MALCOLM 1-1 START

The walk to the room was relatively slow (as compared to the sheer panic of a Tim C pull), but as soon as we were in there, the tension dialled up from 100 to 10000. There was eerily intense eye contact throughout the walk-in and picking of the egg. When it was in my hand, Will rolled it down to the grivet of my arm and then back up (vaguely ticklish) and violently cracked it into my hand. They blew the ash off, there was a silent second with my hand under the light, and then I was rather firmly pinned to the wall with Will's arm right above my chest. The pain was intense enough to hurt a little when I exhaled, but Will's Malcolm is deliriously hard to take your eyes off. The line delivery felt like that taut string from before had snapped entirely; their eyes were wild and wide.

I have always admired how expressive Will's eyes are, but this was another level. The questioning and the retching were both, for lack of another word, violent — it was actually rather scary. The feather came out, and I instinctively murmured "" It will be okay", as Malcolm talked of Duncan and then collapsed into a proper hug as the lights dimmed. There was a moment of Will shaking during this hug, as if Malcolm was overwhelmed by anger and led into tears, and then, like a flash, with the bells, Will was gone.

MALCOLM 1-1 END

It took a minute for me to recuperate and collect myself as I left the interrogation room, and Malcolm was far away. The plan was to catch up to Will and complete their loop, but Noah Boy Witch made for an incredible rave, and I couldn't keep myself from getting distracted as always. Stood by the pillar and, just as always, found myself entranced by the rave. There is something about Brandon Macbeth amid this coven — Noah, Junyla, Sienna — that makes the whole thing feel like a hallucinatory experience. It is well and genuinely out-of-body. As the rave ended, I followed Noah into the shower scene and was soon put to work with the trousers and shirt. There was a brief moment where Noah's Boy Witch looked straight down at me, whispered a very quiet Thank You and then patted the top of my head before shooting downstairs, stumbling and 'breathless' down the stairs. My heart was set on a Noah loop, as I could never escape them while they were in the hotel. I followed them down to the ballroom for the banquet. On the way there, Boy, unsurprisingly, amassed quite a crowd on the stairs, and I decided to take a 'shortcut' to the banquet through the lobby instead.

Rather momentously, this led me into the lobby just as the deranged Macbeths stumbled downstairs, their masses following right behind them. Overtaken by a curiosity about who Porter was tonight and expecting Jeff to emerge from the booth, I stuck around. As Evik emerged instead, my mouth fell straight open. Quite literally think I gasped in their face as they quietly came out.

Just days prior (the 16th, I think!), I had had a whole conversation on the server about Evik Porter being one of the top roles on my wishlist. Ariel had advised quite severely that when one comes across Evik's Porter, you "do not get distracted, do not pass go, do not collect $200". I followed that immediately — mentally apologising to Noah Boy because clearly my allegiances had changed.

Entrenching myself in that lobby for the next hour and a half (in an attempt to catch every scene in the loop) was a beyond stellar if incredibly emotionally disastrous, choice. Evik's Porter is an undeniable sweetheart — silly, endearing and crushingly innocent, a porter you watch lose their light and hope through the loops.

A testament to 'Macduff's Lost Child is the Porter' theory; this Porter, named Sheldon, I am told, represented (to me) a struggling adult looking to escape from the trauma of their current situation in images and activities of a softer past. There is an undeniable, undying hope of receiving acceptance (of somehow this loop of horror breaking this time) in every interaction with the Boy Witch and even with the White Mask pulled into the 1-1. The character's innocence is reflected in moments of joy and deep despair. Sheldon makes shadow puppets during the happy reset and floats their little boats (of which there are many!) along shadow waves. They play around with the chairs during the clean-up, with one becoming a toy horse and constantly fixing their hair with a little comb in their jacket. It is impossible to be on the side of Boy, no matter how deep your affection for him runs, when Sheldon is around, people.

The Noah Boy-Evik Porter combination is absolutely fatal. Noah's Boy is beyond graceful but deeply cruel within the lobby's walls. Every time he made an entrance on the floor, the mood with Evik's Porter became immediately more tense and, god, sad. Sheldon is irreparably in love, and it is very obvious to the Boy and the audience. When Boy stalked over first, and the Vicks were applied, there was a tender moment — this locking of eyes between the two characters was quickly broken by Boy dragging someone away for ITATI. It was the pacing of it, I think, which made it so devastating — there was a silent lull in the tension, a second of peace, before Noah harshly pulled away, this quick recession from sweetness back into the witchy demeanour.

Noah's ITATI is my absolute favourite. When I think of the show, the first image is this cinematic shot of standing by Porter, watching as Noah just twinkles magically. But. In this show, there was no escaping watching Sheldon instead. Vik's Porter, during ITATI, transforms the room into a breathless vacuum, their emotions feeling like we are all looking into an inescapable black hole of despair. The alcohol bottle and the little paper boats (one of which they made of a playing card), these symbols of innocence and glee just moments prior, become props of distraction. Their hands shake and fidget, tears quietly falling down their face as they mouth along to the song in the lover verse and do their utmost to hold it together by trying to distract themselves with shadow-floating little boats in the reflection of the water from the bottle on the desk. To say with no shame, I could feel myself tearing up, my throat closing up as I saw reflections of my own moments in this obviously queer and yearning individual.

Noah's ITATI (like usual) ends with them in tears, and due to their copious commitment to eyeliner in this role, these tears permanently stain their cheeks with dark black — a choice that always moves me. That day, though, I could not stop looking at Vik Porter, who was desperately drying their own tears in the moments before, trying to somehow seem strong. Noah had picked their ITATI pull from the other side, and I nestled into the corner where Porter sat, was confident I was out of their eyeliner entirely. This was NOT the case. Turning straight to me, they picked me to wipe their tears, and I followed their lead out of instinct, even as I kept looking at Vik Porter. My lord, the LOOK in Vik Porter's eyes during this scene is beyond haunting — the sheer betrayal and distress floating within. I could not stop looking at them as Noah took my hand in theirs and thus, rather brattily, got tutted at, a clicking sound from Boy, demanding my attention shift immediately.

BOY WITCH 1-1 START

The tut worked; I looked at Boy, and quickly, they tightened their grip on my hand, and we were off to the phonebooths. Usually, this 1-1 is one of my favourites with Noah — there is this inherent physical comedy to me being stuck in there with them because they are so tall. But I was still stuck in this grey headspace and looked at them quietly as we began the interaction. Noah KILLS this 1-1 as Boy — for they are tall, and I am not; the entire thing feels as if you are enveloped into another world with the Boy Witch, and the line delivery is goosebump-raising. When they pull back after we make eye contact post-delivery, it is always with a startle, their hand on their chest before they are gone, again like a bullet.

BOY WITCH 1-1 END

Stumbling back to Evik's Porter (now amid the Agnes scene), I quietly watched their fun interaction with Mio's Agnes. They raised the money high enough that Mio had to jump up and drag their arm down to get it off them — which did make me smile. The scenes progressed, and I got back in rhythm following the Porter as they slipped back into a pattern of finishing their mundane tasks. BBoy's return again takes that quiet peace and flips it on his head. This second of them both looked into their respective mirrors, spotting the other in the reflections that felt weighty. Then, it was time for the ultimatum of the phonebooths. This dance was beyond gorgeous — Noah's Boy is lithe, clever and knows exactly what he wants, while Vik's Porter is desperate, leaning in close to kiss even as there is a consistent pull away. The throw-down is mean as fuck, and Vik cowers on the floor — Noah Boy looks up at the audience; there is a moment of hustle, and then almost no one who was in the lobby before his arrival leaves with him, a testament to again the emotional hold of Vik Porter.

Vik didn't ask for help, mainly because there were many people Waiting for it, and ran off towards their office. I shot off right behind them, and we made eye contact as we reached our lost luggage. The hand went out, and quickly, we were in the room for the 1-1 I have embarrassingly cried the most during.

PORTER 1-1 START

The Vik Porter 1-1 (which I will not spoil entirely, for it is a genuinely unique experience I hope everyone gets to have) is devastating. I had already shed tears outside in the lobby, but as soon as I sat and the scene began earnestly, the waterworks returned. VVik's Porter is so scared, so wary of any brief notion of acceptance and as a primarily closeted, non-binary, queer person, the reflection of my own story in this just absolutely hit me like a truck. Their hands shook as they put on the wig, and with the lipstick, they looked to be on the verge of tears throughout. And as we made eye contact in the mirror, I quite obviously cried, their face crumpled into a sob. The putting on of the ring, during which I was doing my very best to stifle a loud sob, was so gentle and quickly followed by a kiss on top. They held my hands tightly, and as we hugged, I was reminded of hugging my younger sibling (which is insane because that is NOT the age gap here) by the tightness and the softening of their sniffling along with mine.

There are a special few lines with Vik exchanged at this point of the 1-1, and mine leaned entirely into this kind sibling-like exchange of understanding, this unbelievably absolute desperation on my end to make the Porter understand it was okay to be who they are. There is always distance in immersive theatre for me, but at that moment, I was genuinely left clutching my heart and their hand, entirely emotionally involved. There was another short hug before the mask went on, and I was out again, still crying. In the minute it took me to try and quieten my crying (to not interrupt the scene outside in the lobby), Vik was out as well. In another incredibly kind act, they took my hand and walked me slowly through the hallway, both sniffling.

PORTER 1-1 END

As a professional, they were very good at controlling their sniffles. Still, I was moments away from another sob, so I squeezed their hand in thanks and shot out of the lobby upstairs where I could calm down in peace in the apothecary or something. I stayed majorly on 4th for the rest of the show (which was just the third loop now), watching Ja'Moon Fulton do their thing and skirt around Bret's as-always incredibly frightening Taxi. The loop was much less emotional (which is what I was hoping for), and after watching Gabe Speaks play a card game with a White Mask, I made it to High Street to be pulled in for the Interrogation Room scene with two sweet old ladies.

I LOVE LOVE LOVE Will's interrogation room scene and paired with DLP Macduff, it was a powerful showing. I watched it in sheer amazement, as always enchanted by the fluidity of movement, and followed the two straight into the plotting scene. There was no one in the office and no one following them, which was first for me, but it granted me a special moment with Malcolm and Macduff that I don't think I will forget. With the three of us alone, I stood in the middle, staring at the castle, waiting for the trees to be put in. Sensing eyes on me, I looked up to Will, offering me a tree to put in myself, and I nodded, taking up the role of plotter with a hidden glee. Plotting done, Will and DLP shook hands with each other (as usual) and then turned to me, shaking hands with me as well. Macduff saluted Malcolm, so I followed his lead, which led to a pat on the back of both of us. Will Malcolm was out first, then it was me, then DLP Macduff and again, the two of them garnered nearly no attention as we moved downstairs for the final banquet.

A large, undetaching group escaping 3rd soon swarmed around Malcolm and Macduff, so I took the cut into 2nd again, where I finally caught the scene of Danvers/ Porter cleaning up for the first time. Vik Porter made themselves a piece of jam toast as Marija Danvers drank tea, and then we were all instructed to follow down to the banquet. I stood mainly at the back between them during the hanging, beyond amused by Vik Porter quietly nomming down on jam toast as a man hangs. There were no walkouts this visit, which, with all the blessings I had had, showed I was entirely okay with it, and soon enough, I was back in the Manderley. I got to say hello to Will afterwards, and Noah said hello. This beautiful, wondrous show ended with a lovely set from Karen.

Unbelievable magic is in the very veins of this show, man. Every visit leaves me gasping in wonder. Can't wait for the next visit already.

#sleep no more #sleep no more nyc #immersive theatre #the mckittrick hotel #punchdrunk #sleepnomorenyc #theatre recap #visits to the mckittrick

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sburbian-sage · 8 months ago

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[transmission beginning]

Hello? Is anyone getting this?

Im broadcasting from im attempting to reach my frie , they played some sort of game and hav

Piece of shit machine! *THUD* cmon fucking broadca

Fuck, no no no no! Cmon stabilize please!

Yes! Fuck yes! Cmon baby you can do it!

Alright are we stable? FUCK YEA!

Im broadcasting from my bunker in eastern florida, i believe im now partially underwater, i was supposed to receive some sort of game disk which i now believe may have been responsible for the apocalypse outside my shelter

I managed to retrieve said disk but i am unable to connect properly

Whatever this thing is its huge and programmed almost exclusively in a language i have never seen before

Theres no way a disk can hold as much data as this can so i can only assume that something far above my knowledge level is going on

From what i can tell this was made by fucking skaia-net so i stole shit from one of their local shops before the ground above me collapsed to wire in and hopefully inject data into the disk while it runs but the power consumption is absurd so i cant do it for long

Ever since the exit tunnel collapsed I've been unable to retrieve more resources so I'm running on an extremely limited time frame here

The disk is littered with event flags relating to their names so the current plan is to hardwire an exit back to me from... Wherever they are in this thi

Shit im losing stabil *thud* cmon you piece of shit! fuck im not d no no no NO! CMON! *THUD THUD THUD*

List wherev r you are!

Im com ng for yo

I promi

[transmission complete]

[no response detected]

[data stored]

[repeating transmission]

[broadcast no.432⁶]

[transmission beginning]

Hello? Is anyone getting this?

I hope whoever this was managed to find out what happened to their friends. Or if I'm willing to be a little unrealistic, discovered their own name in the event flags and eventually entered their own version of the game. If it wasn't there already, it was never going to happen.

I also wonder who sent this to me. A lot of improbable stuff happens, people accessing things they should not. Kind of like what I'm doing. But the Replayernet is invite-only. If you don't have the dongle, you don't get in. There are tons of replayers out there without their dongle, drifting in the wind essentially. So either someone found this wayward message and decided to forward it to me for... Some reason. Or I'm to believe that someone on Earth tried to send a message that somehow accessed Pitsblogs and landed in my account personally.

On the improbable chance that this is being done for some greater purpose and it's not a gag, and in the impossibility that this message gets received by its original sender, ignore everything above this paragraph. Read this if you want to survive...

Find a computer and put both the Server, and Client discs in. The Server disc lets you mess with another player's house and deploy items critical to not dying in the apocalypse. The Client disc lets someone do the same to you.

Keep a cool head. Don't act hastily, don't forget to put something inside the flashing ball of light that will appear later, and don't forget that this is a team game.

Try to establish communication channels with your other players. Whatever the kids are using, they'll probably be using that.

Be yourself and have fun. You've displayed a level of canniness which indicates high probability of success.

I could be embarrassing myself by giving critical advice to a dead man or some sort of spoof. Like I'm doing the equivalent of reading a creepypasta and I go into the comments section to make impassioned pleas towards the characters getting killed by The Rake or something. But better safe than sorry. Very strange stuff. If this is some prank, or perhaps some replayernet ARG, I find it to be very tasteless.

#sburb #replay value au

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mayorwaywardvagabond · 1 year ago

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WV: Introduce yourself

hello tumblr, i am wayward vagabond though you likely know me best as the mayor of can town. i noticed a few of my friends from the disgrub dreambubble have created an account on this site, and i wanted to do the same.

whilst this was created with that origin, this is also a space for anyone interested to reach out and i will do my best to reply in a timely manner.

Heya everyone, I will not post ooc very often at all here but for the opening post I have to say a few things.

Firstly, I'd like to state that the disgrub server is 18+. Now, this blog most likely will not be very graphic but I'd like to set it as a mature audience, since homestuck is aimed at at least 16+.

Secondly, this blog is just for fun but plesse interact if you want to. Can't have an ask blog without any asks, can it?

Finally, if anybody's interested my personal blog is @enviousennui - also I've been wanting to start an ask blog for a while now and the server finally gave me the push I needed, so thank you!

#disgrub #homestuck #wayward vagabond #ask blog #ooc:depending on the post/reblog I may talk ooc in the tags but I will always label it as such!

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thistransient · 2 years ago

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Ah, a perfect illustration for me to muse about KL.

- For some reason I expected KL to follow a similar flow; after all, I was also going back after ten years (and thereby redoing a somewhat malcontent experience with the ex). However, I made many tactical errors here. I did not make solid plans, I waffled and faffed about, unable to decide if I was staying here or going there (inevitably, I stayed as it required the least effort), I had no real meaningful social interaction, I stayed in a hotel with no breakfast, I was bereft when faced with description-less menus in down-to-earth local establishments ("what do you recommend?" or "which is your favourite?" to the server is a very dangerous question indeed). I feel somewhat remorseful that I did not commit to a bit, either complete sloth and hipster cafes, or truly dedicated tourist-ing. I also stayed directly on Jalan Petaling, and found in a strange way (okay maybe I'm really stretching for a complaint here) it detracted from the fun of going in search of the place to be if you're staying smack in the middle of it.

- When I went to Seoul I did research. I had plans. Things to see! Places to go! I stayed at a guesthouse and had some friendly interaction with the host, and daily provided breakfast. Most places I ate at had picture menus for wayward foreigners, or at least I was familiar enough with Korean food and Hangul to figure things out. It was suitable weather for rambling around. I was having a bittersweet life transition ending Chinese class, and revisiting Korea after ten years!

It was also not the weather for extended trotting about outside (I did eventually partake in the time-honoured tropical tradition of walking around the giant multi-storey AC'd mall though).

- This is not to say I didn't enjoy the hipster cafes and art spaces (once I actually got out of bed). Or staying in a hotel room bigger than my own apartment, with nice bedding (even if I never figured out how to turn on the hot water in the shower). But in hindsight it feels kind of a coagulated blur. When I was there, it was an elastic eternity, and now that I'm back, almost as if I never left. Perhaps I simply wasn't in the right frame of mind, or perhaps I was just somewhat brainwashed by the blaring music from the bars across the street until 3 or 4 AM my first few nights there.

- I will say though, I had a very heartening experience being gendered unequivocally correctly around 99% of the time. One thing about Chinese is that with no spoken gendered pronouns and a formal "you", it is very hard to tell how people are perceiving me in Taiwan until they are trying to redirect me to a different bathroom, which is really not the optimal situation in which to find this out. Malaysia is very into the sir/ma'am honorifics. I suspect there is also some effect had by a more conservative, illegal-homosexuality sort of culture where clothes and styling are great determiners of which box one gets sorted into, vs Taipei where it's fair game to assume that maybe you look like that cause you're just really, really gay?

- The metro escalators in KL go much faster than I'm used to an escalator going (I'm not complaining). The metro in KL is also disjointed and confusing and the ticket machines are uncooperative for wrangling.

- I don't want to judge a group of people on a whole based on their hospitality personas, so I'll just say at the least, Malay Malaysians working in customer service are very charming and friendly.

- I really intended to eat a ton of fruit and then I just...didn't, maybe because I am used to buying fruit whole in multi-kilo volumes and eating it at home, but the hotel was not conducive to that at all (no mini fridge, no knives).

- Every time I go to Singapore/Indonesia/Malaysia I come away wanting to learn Malay/Indonesian because it is just so delightful to look at the stack of languages in one piece of signage and have no real idea which word matches up to which in English. (Well, that's not entirely correct, I can recognise some basic things à la "saya suka makan pisang" after those two weeks couchsurfing in Sumatera some years ago. But then, I'm always torn because if I want to learn an Austronesian language I should really just go for Filipino so I can actually understand half my tumblr dash- I cracked open a teach-yourself sort of book at a hostel in Cebu once and my brain simply refused to unlatch its death grip on Chinese at the time, but maybe there's room for another grammar system in there now?)

- On the plane back there were (or so it sounded) at least two children who threw a fit and screamed bloody murder at full lung capacity (I am really not exaggerating here, it was impressive) when we experienced turbulence during takeoff and landing, but I had already put in my hotel earplugs, and simply smiled to myself thinking of how I'd learned, through a visit to Teotihuacán one year, that when the Aztecs sacrificed children to the rain god, the more they cried the better the rains were expected to be.

- For the first time ever at Taoyuan Airport the immigration officer examined my passport in minute detail (even some kind of little magnifying glass thing?) and asked how long I was staying, which reminded me a) I forgot to make myself look presentable and b) I claim to live here but I actually have zero guaranteed right to it at the moment (sleep deprived and not having eaten since breakfast, this threatened to send me into an emotional spiral until I reminded myself of those compounding factors and decided to save that thought for after dinner). I said I was leaving on the 19th (because that is the date for which I still have an unused exit flight). The officer seemed pacified and stamped me in for another 90 days. But maybe it is time to finally put some effort into reestablishing my formal alien residency.

- Last but not least, maybe I should have stayed in KL cause apparently Taiwan is having a heatwave and it's gonna be 39C tomorrow, and KL will be a chilly 31 or so.

#no i don't support human sacrifice but it amuses me to think one man's pain is another man's precipitation #i will say i am slowly learning how to get around my restaurant anxiety #even if it involves hours of online investigation and multiple backup plans #i can and will voluntarily go into and sit down in one alone #sometimes i even have a good time at it too!

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elfstuck · 2 years ago

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Gettin the Band Back Together

Finally watching the Homestuck Recap and trying to catch up. (It is 8pm on Apr 13 for me, as I write this. I want to post something for Homestuck Day that's not just 'hey I am aware it's Homestuck Day.') I have not given up on this blog, but as you can see, it is not at the top of my "do this now" priority lists.

(Since I last did serious blogging here, I have created two (tiny) solo TTRPGs, watched BNHA and Untamed and read ridiculous amounts of fic for both, and gotten a Real Job. With. Like. Union benefits. Also my father died in the early Covid era (not of Covid) and this made the whole lockdown thing much easier to handle because I had no interest in being social for at least six months after that.) (And every week, my Google calender says "Reminder: Homestuck liveblogging!" which has served as a weird touchstone for normality throughout the hellscape years.)

GENERAL NOTES: I want ZERO SPOILERS. NONE. I have a friend (@chibipaw) to help me by reading my inbox, but that just means "she will delete stuff that has spoilers" and I won't see it. I have a broad definition of spoilers. Like. I do not want to hear "oh you'll see that one again" or "wait'll you see what happens when they meet." I was not happy to be told that the people chatting with Our Protagonists were the trolls I'd heard so much about. Don't assume "everyone knows that"; I have managed to block out an incredible amount of knowledge about this fandom.

I am here for the tentabulges. Eventually. I will be reading all the depraved fic. Eventually. I ship them all. Eventually.

…I may ship them all before eventually.

Lemme see if I got this:

It's John's 13th birthday. It has been John's 13th birthday for longer than John has been alive.

His neighborhood got blown up. But he's safe (…for some values of "safe") in the Medium, where things are weird.

Kernelsprites. More than one of them.

Rose is playing with the server version of Sburb

Dave is arguing with trolls

Jade is doing something with a dreamscape something or other

Wibbly-wobbly timey-wimey

Wayward Vagabond yay

Midnight crew. Midnight crew song. (Not actually part of the story.) (I want Midnight Crew song fanfic.)

Prospit. Derse. Multiple peoples with the same initials in different settings.

Chess war something (I have kinda stopped paying attention to the recap.)

Multiple strange worlds: Land of Wind and Shade; Land of Light and Rain; Land of Heat & Clockwork, all of which I want custom dragons for. This is complexified by the fact that Flight Rising expanded its color scheme while I was reading Homestuck, and also there are now swarms of new dragon types so I will have to rethink my plans for LOWAS and LOHAC dragons. I don't think I've seen Jade's realm yet.

Trolls with initials that are all "lower case letter followed by capital letter," with meanings that maybe attach to zodiac signs. (PLZ NO SPOILERS I already know too much.)

Flash has died but I have the Unofficial Homestuck Collection and also there's something kinda-sorta like Flash support in Firefox now although I may not have all the features I used in the past.

I have lost both my place in the story and my awareness of context so WHO CARES HERE WE GO.

…Is this too long? Should I bump the actual liveblogging to next post? Should I put it under a read-more tag? I have lost all sense of how I normally pace these things.

gC gives John (eB) a map. An FL4 map. Because that was a thing when Homestuck was written. FL4 files are no longer viable ways to give information. However, given what I know of HS trolls, that would not prevent them from using it.

(Huh my HSLB folder already has a "Google LOWAS.png" file which means this is probably ground I have already covered. Oh well.)

GOOGLE LOWAS

John goes to gate on top of mountain, sees pretty swirly colors that are LOLAR, and crashes into Rose's room. Talks to Dave on Rose's computer.

…Yeah, this looks familiar. Huh.

Look this is the last pic from my regular liveblogging days:

if someone could give me a link for that page, I'd be grateful. In the meantime, I'll go through from where I am and try to catch up. I probably backed up some deliberately but I am now entirely lost.

John is chatting with two Daves. One in orange. One in red. There are timeline issues. I think.

John goes poking through Rose's room. (The wone with MEOWMEOWMEOW all over the walls. Rose: Not the sane one.) He grabs some books with his captchalogue. Or into his sylladex. Dammit, I have forgotten the terminology attached to my favorite feature of this game. Story. Webcomic. Whateverthefuck this is.

Gets the codes from the books.

…and then we're back to… Dave in Derse? Dave and Rose in Derse? Back to John, getting his birthday gift from Rose: some kind of purple-black stuffed rabbit. More bunnies in boxes for John. John is happy with all the bunnies in boxes.

(Huh I already had a 'Chaos Dunk' image too, but not the animated gif. Apparently years of ignoring this have not changed my ideas about which images are interesting & worth sharing.)

This section has NEW RELEVANCE since I am now into Untamed fandom and gifts of rabbits are emotionally meaningful in ways that they were not when I started reading Homestuck. If John loves receiving bunnies, does that make him a Hanguang-Jun analogue? I will have to explore this idea.

John leaves a salamander for Rose in thanks.

There are pesterlog conversations of which I understand almost nothing. Timey-wimey shenanigans. Gonna hope I can pick up the gist of it later because I am not rereading the whole damn thing up to now to get context for these, which I kind of had before but have long lost.

There is a jam session with Dave and Rose in Derse, with 5 musical options. These are selectable by having Dave press buttons. Or by clicking on them directly in the new app.

These open in separate tabs in the Homestuck Collection. Right. The other reason to work my way through Homestuck: The music is awesome.

Of these, I like Derse Dreamers best.

Huh. the Collection and the website have DIFFERENT CONTENT wtf. Website: Page 1720. Altered from the original - the sound button is at the top because Flash support is now all wonky. Fine. But the second picture here isn't in the collection. (I am fine with this. I don't like the second picture. But it means, sigh, I really will be needing to go back and forth between the Collection app & the website. Ghah.)

Plz throw thoughts at me so I will be inspired to keep doing this.

Only. Not spoilery thoughts. Please.

#homestuck liveblog #act 4 #homestuck #elf meets trolls #homestuck music

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lovetheangelshadow · 6 months ago

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So I Finished DMing My First Campaign

It is pretty surreal. After two years I have at last finished my first DnD campaign. So funny story, I ended up being a forever DM because I was on a West March server for newbs and our DM for that day cancelled on us very last minute. I volunteered and got a one shot ready to go for our group and they actually liked it. Thus a couple months later after that server shut down I went on my own and worked out starting my own campaign.

This campaign almost died on the vine though and it had to do with players. At first we started with six players. Then I got a DM from one who said they had to drop out because of issues at home and were not in a good state to continue playing. Then a month later I got another DM from another player that they had to stop playing because their work schedule changed and they could not participate anymore. They were also on GMT+1 so it was understandable. Two sessions later another player just stopped showing up. No messages-nothing. I went an LFG on another server I am no longer part of and got another player. And then they ghosted two sessions later. I put an LFG on Roll20. We got another player. Everything is good until a month later. An argument happened between that player and the two original players on how to deal with an enemy situation. I THOUGHT we solved the problem. But next session? Gone. Gone from discord. Gone from the Roll20 lineup. I messaged the guy but nothing. I was mad. Mad enough to rant about it on the very rare times I post on Facebook. By some miracle one of my old chums from high school days messaged me and asked me if I needed players. So she and her husband joined for the rest of the 75% of the story still remaining. I'll admit I was a little nervous to be DMing for them because one of them had played since ADnD days and the other from 3rd edition. But it worked out. Occasionally I messed up a rule and they let me know. I listened because I wanted to improve.

These four chums had a habit of adopting bad guys. Like by the end of the campaign they had chosen to adopt at least seven: A cultist from a racist elf organization A wayward teen alchemist Two thieves who turned into puppets A giant ice wolf The BBEG's vessel And a djinn Like I had to make sheets for these guys and I didn't have the heart to kill them off. Thinking on my notes I know there are things I need to improve. I failed to interweave the paladin's backstory that the player decided to switch to a Druid character. I gave the rouge maybe too much screentime. I didn't give the fighter enough personal limelight (to be fair he kept switching characters). I could be a bit impatient with the bard player (they tended to sing IRL and I didn't have the heart to ask them to dial it back).

I also really don't do well with encounters. Like they could easily tear through them without much of a scratch (until the BBEG but hardly) and yes I did tweak stat blocks on the situation. I guess I do better with the RP part so I would need to let peeps know that's my skill. And there was a lot of story I actually had to cut out for time and bloat. I used to make maps for everything until the last arc where I admittedly started stealing maps off google. Most of it was because I sometimes I would just be too mentally exhausted from work to make maps on the fly. And yeah I did model a dungeon or two off some Zelda dungeons 😅. I would also reskin some Plug In/One shot adventures I had on file from time to time because work would just be too much.

I'm currently taking a break from long form campaigns but I am running a module or two this summer. I do have an idea for the next one but that's going to be way until October (or November) and one of my players wants to DM. So now it's my turn to mess with her 😈

This is going to be fun

#ttrpg #dnd campaign #dnd 5e #dnd dm #dungeons and dragons dungeon master #dungeons and dragons

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the-occasional-mishap · 2 years ago

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Happy Valentine’s Day to…

The tall girl at the used bookstore who was browsing near me with her friends and I was too shy to ask if she would get down the copy of Wayward Nuns in Medieval Literature, which I couldn’t reach, so I went home and bought it online

The girl with short auburn hair and emo glasses (it was the mid-2000s, OK) who sat down next to me on the first day of my first college English class, and we got to chatting, and she gave me her phone number and said we should get lunch, and I never, ever called her, because I didn't know how to handle how cute she was

The drunk girl who told me all about her childhood at a friend’s wedding (I am sorry I could not, in the end, keep you from falling over while you took off your shoes, and also that you were married)

The girl with long curls at the farmers' market who told me I had pretty eyes, and I did at least manage to say thank you, so I'm not utterly hopeless, see

The pretty post-bacc in my college Greek classes who I once accidentally addressed using a tender nickname because I forgot we had never actually spoken to each other

The server at the Panera drive through who used to give me extra butter packets, like I know she wasn't flirting with me but I do hope she has a great day today

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johnwgrey · 2 years ago

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I saw several people do this and wanted to join in the fun!

MY WRITING:

Love you forever & forever (love you with all my heart) - Mature - 2.5K - MCD (!)

Mirror, Mirror on the wall - Teen - 1.1K

Reader, I married him - Explicit - 33K - WIP

Kiss me hard, touch me soft on the weekend - Mature - 4.5K

A twist of fates - Teen - 4.1K so far - WIP

Birthday Man (co-written with the Discord server) - Explicit - 1.7K mine

This is goodbye. - Mature - 2K

Cariad - General - 737 words

Nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands - Mature - 1.5K

Are you still mine? - Mature - 1.8K

Wrapped around my heart - a gift for @martsonmars 's birthday 🥰 - Teen - 1.3K

First snow - Mature - 2.2K - this fic was written for COC

That's a lot more fics than I thought I'd posted this year! I think the ones I'm most happy with are Kiss me hard and Are you still mine. Writing these fics also made me realise that I really like to include micro sex scenes in my fics. So you can expect more of that this year! I think my favourite is still the one in Kiss me hard, though it's extremely short (just one sentence, really.) and written months ago.

The fic I'm most frustrated with/least happy with is also my most beloved, Reader I married him. But I have plans for this fic. I hope I can make them happen in 2023.

I also have to say that (SNOW FOR CHRISTMAS SPOILERS) I felt pretty validated when I read SFC as what Rainbow revealed in it about the dog shared some similarities with what I'd written in this is goodbye. There were a lot of differences of course, but on some points, I wasn't completely far off 😂

MORE FANDOM STUFF:

I made this gif for @martsonmars

And these quotes for @facewithoutheart

And this lovely quote from Rainbow about Kris's art

And this for Baz's birthday 💚💚💚

I also made a shit ton of Wayward Son quotes (the first sets are from 2021 but some are from 2022 so I think it's okay to post it here)

And last but not least, I completed COC, which I'm pretty proud of!

GOALS FOR 2023/SIX RESOLUTIONS not SUNDAY: (thank you for the tag @shrekgogurt)

First and foremost, I want to finish my CORB fic (a twist of fates) this is a story I believe in and I want to tell it. I just struggle a lot. But I'm determined to finish it within the year.

I want to outline/fully write/post a fic I've been thinking about for a while. I want it to remain a secret for now but I will tell more about it in due time. I think, if I can manage to write these two fics, I'll be pretty happy

I would like to become a better writer. Be able to tell better, more complex stories.

More fandom related than fic related, but I am going to try to stop feeling like I don't belong with you all and that no one wants me here (which is something I've struggled with my entire life. It really has nothing to do with you guys. You're all lovely!) (I'm aware I need therapy 😂)

Possibly make more friends within the fandom. There are so many of you guys I would love to get to know better!

And I want to have more confidence in myself, in my ability to do things. I need to start seeing my worth. (This might seem more random but the fact that I don't believe in myself really has a deep impact on my fics. I want to write more so I need to trust myself more.)

Thank you for reading! Let's make this another fun fandom year!

#year in review #my writing

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sugareey-makes-stuff · 3 years ago

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Today’s birthday shout-out goes to @lumosatnight, featuring a nameplate and a rec list! I am so glad I’ve gotten to know Lani this year, since they are doing so much for fandom right now. We started talking through the rare pairs server, and we were also trying to figure out all things Discord server-related (because technology, building things and maintaining things are hard tasks). Lani is full of passion about the things they love, and they are very determined to learn and get things done. They are also an amazing writer! Their humour and dialogue between characters are so fun to read. While each ship Lani writes for has such a different dynamic, you can still see their style in between those words. Not only does Lani write Drarry, but they also advocate for rare pairs and wlw! Speaking of wlw, Lani’s energy for our favourite wlw couples is so infectious that they created and currently mod the @hpsaffics server! I’m so glad this community exists now because it’s definitely what fandom needs so we can talk about all the ladies we love. If it wasn’t obvious, Lani is always full of brilliant ideas. It’s because of Lani that @microficmay became a thing. This challenge was my first time interacting and writing with microfics to begin with. It was a pleasure to be a co-mod and to see this challenge flourish overnight (literally)! I have Lani to thank for sharing their love of flash writing, and getting me hooked on writing microfics too. I’m glad so many others also participated in the challenge to share that love too. If Lani wasn’t doing enough organising and modding already, they also co-mod for @hp-soulmates , which is currently open for claiming until July 15th. Definitely a fest to check out and follow! In general, Lani is such a kind soul. They’re great to talk and collab with, and they’re very caring. When I was going through a rough patch last month, Lani reached out to me and made me feel seen (because we’re all human, and we need to be reminded that life isn’t complete shite). I love that they try to see the positive perspectives for everything, because that’s definitely what we need more of nowadays. If you’re looking for new recs, here are my favourite Lani fics to check out: >> What is this, fucking Jeopardy? (Drarry, E, 20.5k) Summary: Draco is struck by a wayward curse of unknown origin and keeps trying to get Curse-Breaker Potter to help him. It’s rather frustrating that he seems to be so busy… and that Draco can only speak to him in questions. Draco’s at his wit’s end trying to get oblivious Potter to realise why he’s bothering him, and Harry won’t stop making obscure Muggle references. Like the last time, when he just stared at Draco before yelling “What is this, fucking Jeopardy?!” before walking away. OMG! This has been on my TBR for a while, and I am so glad I was able to finally read this. If you want some humour, terrible flirting and awkwardness and banter, this fic has you covered. The Ministry acronyms are hilarious, Draco asks a lot of questions, Harry is clueless as hell, and gods Harry and Draco are classic idiots in love. I’m glad they finally figure things out. They’re both so precious in their own way. Bless these two. XD >> White, the colour of flowers (Drarry, M, 3.2k, mind the tags) Summary: The first ending of our story goes like this. Draco is anxious, overwhelmed, and scared of his own shadow. He does not tell anyone about the flowers. The flowers tearing his lungs to shreds, the vines climbing up his throat, the heart that beats wildly in his chest whenever a certain Gryffindor sneers at him in the halls. Draco tells no one, and that is his first mistake. I’m a huge sucker for Hanahaki fics, and I love this fic because of how poetic it is (and it happens this was gifted to me). The narrative flows as smooth as water, and there are a few ways things could have gone for Harry and Draco (think of it as a choose your own adventure format). There’s just the right amount of hurt and angst, but things look hopeful for the future. >> Scalene (Luna/Pansy/Ginny, M, 11.8k) Summary: Harry has a house; Pansy needs a place to stay. It’s a match made in burning hell that only gets hotter when Pansy encounters her new roommates: the strangely intelligent Luna Lovegood and the intriguingly provocative Ginny Weasley. And that’s only the beginning! Throw in a giant snow leopard, yoga in the hallway, and an electric guitar. Welcome to Grimmauld Place! This fic is so fun! I love the utter chaos of Grimmauld Place, the little details of what people are up to, how they’ve changed, and how they all end up becoming one big family in a way. And the dynamic Ginny and Luna have with Pansy is exactly how I imagined. Slowly, ever so slowly, Pansy lets her fears go and gives into what (or who) she wants. Ginny is fiery, Luna is intuitive, and Pansy is a brat who eventually grows up, gets her crap together and lets the pieces of her life finally fall into place. >> Your Cigarette Smell (Sirius/Narcissa, E, 9.7k, Blackcest- mind the tags) Summary: It’s easy, she thinks. Falling into each other while their family falls apart. Lips connecting while other connections fizzle away. Losing themselves to pleasure while the rest of the world grows lost to war. Bodies sliding together as months slide by. Wow, okay. I will occasionally dip my toes into the ship, and I’m always surprised by how well it works for Sirius and Narcissa to love and hate everything and each other at the same time. Add in Pureblood values and expectations, and things gets complicated fast (which obviously makes this a good angsty read). I love how this fic is non-linear too because everything about their relationship is revealed over time. What they currently have isn’t what they want, and what they want is what they can’t have. And the way this is perfectly slotted into the canon timeline...yes. Make sure to read more of Lani’s work, and don’t forget to pass on the love for their great contributions to fandom. Lani, thanks for being an awesome human, and I hope you have a lovely day!

#lumosatnight #happy birthday #drarry #luna/pansy/ginny #sirius/narcissa #wlw #hp rare pair #spicy #read at your own risk #hp fanfic #fic recs #rec lists #lettering #friends with bdays #sugareey does lettering #sugareey recs things #fandom friends

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raisans-art · 2 years ago

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do you know who Wayward Station is? They made a server recently and there's several people in it- even some other submas/pla comic artists. I really think you would enjoy it if you arent part of it already. You'd be able to talk to fellow artists and talk about your comic and theories and the like! its mainly a submas and pla server, but there's also a few channels for other things as well.

I do know who wayward station is! In fact, wayward station following my main account is the only reason I succumbed to submas hell. I noticed they were someone my friend mouse reblogged a lot from and I was like: "mmm cool popular submas blog" and I drew really crummy submas to joke about it and now here I am, knee-deep and about $120 poorer

I have not, however, heard about the discord server and I haaaaave been looking for some submas servers to join possibly maybe idk I'd probably only go in if my friend mouse is in there cuz I'm uuuuhhhhh a lil bitch.

#ask raisans

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wayward-writers · 3 years ago

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Monday MoodBoards

character mood boards (we'll reblog any under our tracker tags #waywardwriters #waywardroad)

Tall Tales Tuesdays

writing based off of thursday's prompt (we'll reblog any under our tracker tags #waywardwriters #waywardroad)

Wellness Wednesdays

self-care reminders, tips, and check-ins

Thursday Themes

prompt night (we'll reblog anything made in response) we post a prompt for the week (to be posted on Tuesdays)

Fluffiest Fridays

pet pics all round

Saturday Night Song Recs

swap songs with us please (we'll make a playlist of all of our suggestions and yours)

Sunday Scribbles

posting our quick pieces of art and reblogging any pieces under our tracker tags (#waywardwriters #waywardroad)

Meet the server below the cut:

Our email: [email protected]

Hi there! I’m E || @walksinstarllight on Tumblr. She/her, they/them, aroace and cas-coded through and through. I've only pretty recently gotten into Supernatural, but it has definitely carved its own place into my heart. I adore all of these characters (Cas especially), and I want to help give them the endings they deserve. I'm the Sera Gamble of the Wayward Writers (but better), and I'll be doing mainly plot and meta stuff here (that is, when I'm not screaming about fanfics), but I'm hoping to try my hand at writing as well. This project, and the people here, already mean so much to me, and I'm so glad to be a part of the Wayward Road.

Hey, I'm Kat (K). My tumblr is @apathetichristmascracker come say hi - you'll see me around on this tumblr too alongside sonia, erin, and intro and outro. I'm C's Wine Sis, she's the dark to my twisty (greys ref), and I spend a ridiculous amount of time in the voice chats with Sonia and Erin just pissing about (they're great writers btw). According to the latest uquiz, I'm dean-coded, but I like to think I'm closer to end!cas. I'm 19 and in my first year of uni so this is me, banging a few gongs before the lights go out and I'm plunged into the real adult world (where I'm sure I'll continue as normal and it'll be no big deal, but I like to dramatise). I've been watching the show since S10 and I am obviously not ready to let Sam, Dean, Cas, and the rest of our babies go. So I'm here and I'm just really excited to hang out and get creative with the rest of Wayward Writers - write a lil love, write a lil pain. Of all the spn writer aliases we Waywards have adopted, I'm the Robbie Thompson lmao (the crypt, chronos, etc). I've worked with some particularly dope people on this project and we have some big brains - erin is our resident brain cell - in our ranks, so I can assure you peeps this is gonna be a wild ride on both our ends, in the best way.

Hi! So I'm Sonia - dean-coded hahaha I'm healthy™ I use she/her (tbh it's more any pronouns genders weird OK? I have no clue where I stand on it lmao) my tumblr is @carlgrimeschildsoldier I've been a supernatural fan for like 10 years now it's been a long decade I joined this project just to have some fun (not to say I don't take this rewrite seriously cause ofc I do) with rewriting, I love coming up with ideas and I've been really getting into writing due to all this which is awesome! So I help out with plot lbr I just throw ideas at the wall to see which ones stick lmao coherent thoughts who? and writing scripts I also wanna try writing novels! I've also ended up doing some of the Lore which hasn't made me wanna cry at all and am also helping out on the tumblr now too. I'm also pretty well known for being one of the ones always around lmao having a life who now? I'm also well known for being angsty af so in the nicest way possible I hope to make you all cry lmao. I'm really glad to be working on such a cool project and to see all the ideas everyone comes up with, I can't wait for you to see what we've created!

Heya all, I'm Cendense. I am found on my multi-purpose tumblr which is @centroverted . Any questions about me are likely to be answered there! Just look for the person with a Wei Ying pic somewhere on their layout. I'm an English major and tend to throw words at a wall and hope they stick! I got into spn around the ninth season and got repeatedly drawn back in due to certain things~ happening. I'm often about just spouting randomness to my fellow writers in this project, who have kept my life interesting the past few months. I'm going to vanish into the background now, as is my specialty, but rumor has it that if you say "The Untamed" in front of your tumblr three times in a row I shall appear.

Hey, I'm C. and I go by she/her. My tumblr is @dadstiel-trenchcoat . I'm currently in university and soon about to start a master program. My lovely subjects are English and Philosophy. I'm Davy Perez and one half of Ava(lance) of the Wayward Writers. Me and my other half A. hope to bring you some quality crossover content.™️ I also hope to live up to Perez' name and get justice for our shy, but devastatingly handsome angel. When I'm not simping for the Legends or SPN characters, chances are I'm on VC with my Wine Sis K. I wanna do a little bit of everything but my main focus will be writing and plot ideas. I might also do some work as a scribe because otherwise my attention span will give up after 30 minutes. Fun fact: I'm both claire- and donna-coded so I will be up at 3AM having the time of my life but also yell at you (softly) to go to bed. Also I'm a petty betty™️.

Heyo! I'm Gabriel (they/them), and the president of the Balthazar Deserved Better Club. My tumblr @ is @i-miss-balthazar . In this project, I contribute as a writer, lore researcher, plot planner, and sexy sax player. I'm also your resident simp, both for the characters and our talented Ether as well heart_eyes . All cards on the table, I joined solely to help Balthazar get what he deserved. However in working on this, I've found a deeper appreciation for all the characters, even the ones I wasn't initially a fan of. I'm thrilled to be a part of the Wayward Road, and I can't wait until we get to share it with y'all.

Hey :) I'm Ether, or Eth for short, he/they, cas-coded sam-girl (gender neutral), charlie and kevin stan and president of the Sam Winchester protection squad. My tumblr is @tesghosterone and I've been watching the show sort of on and off for about 4 years. My job here is mainly for plot ideas and writing, but I'm trying my hand at meta and lore as well (when I actually have the braincell, that is). I spend most of my time here making my memes, drinking tea, creating Spotify playlists for random things and characters, and throwing random ideas around about subjects that make me sparkles feel things sparkles. other than simping for fictional characters, I am also my Gabriel's (not the archangel) biggest fan <3 I joined to do the characters (i.e. sam) justice and try and fix the plot inconsistencies that bugged me and turn them into something beautiful, and yes i am bitter about the special kids' arc in season 2, and the treatment of a number of minor characters (cough rufus turner and bela talbot cough). I am so happy to be here, working with these wonderful people, and I'm very excited to contribute to this project <3

Hi we’re Intro and Outro! Our tumblr @'s are @internetintroverts and @yourfinalbow , respectively. We do almost all of our work on the project together, which is why we’ve been dubbed “The Chaos Twins”, and we're the official Bucklemming of Wayward Road. We also spent 30+ hours writing Phantom Traveler and that episode has pretty much scarred us for life. But it's ok because time flies when you're- Sorry that 1x04 reference just slipped out. Right now we co-run some Tumblrs together and drink a lot of chocolate milk at 3 am while we try to get work done. Outro is a Dean-coded Dean girl (gn), Intro is a Cas-coded Dean girl (gn), and we're both definitely clowns. We hope you enjoy all the work we do, otherwise we really will be Bucklemming.

Hi everyone I'm Ael. One drink in hand for hydratation, a knife in the other to protect you all. Any pronouns are fine by me, I'm in my twenties and well I'm half-Dean half-Cas coded if it's any indication for you all! I love plotting ideas and doing lore research. I'm a professional Pic -Spammer and have too many Fandoms to do anything with my life. I'm the other half of (Ava)lance. Can't wait to share more with all of you! Tumblr: @tenji-whale-ael

Hi, I’m Rosalie! (they/them) My favorite color is blue like my spouse Blue :)) I don’t really use tumblr sorry. I love to write and I help write scripts for the rewrite (or I will once the universe gives me time to do it) You can check out my stuff on ao3! My user is rosepose!

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Stymphalian Bird

Pausanias theorized that the Stymphalian birds originated in Arabia, citing the presence of fierce desert birds known as the Stymphalides. He then admits that the population found at Stymphalos, in Arcadia, may have been the result of a few wayward birds making their way into Greece. Following this line of reasoning, Pausanias deduces that they earned the name of Stymphalides due to their fame in Greece, and the name then supplanted whatever name they originally had in Arabia!

Variations: Stymphalide, Bird of Ares

The appearance of the Stymphalian birds is no less muddled. Their most feared weapon is the sharpened, pointed tips of their wing feathers, which they fling like darts to stab their prey. Sometimes their feathers and beaks are made of bronze or iron, the better for piercing armor. Pausanias described them as about crane-sized, but resembling the ibis in shape, but with a stronger bill; elsewhere he says they are like hawks or eagles. In Greek art they have been represented as ibises, swans, and other such waterfowl; at least one obol from Stymphalos shows a bird with a short crest and a stout, powerful bill. Finally, no doubt influenced by tales of harpies and sirens, the temple of Stymphalian Diana also has stone statues of virgins with birds’ feet.

It remains true that the Stymphalian birds were first and foremost associated with Lake Stymphalia. They terrorized the region, ravaging crops, killing people, and poisoning the ground with their dung. Fox suggests that the legend originated as a glamorization of a plague or pestilence rising from the marshes, which would explain their noxious qualities. While their feathered darts could pierce armor, they were powerless against a certain type of tree bark, which held them fast like quicklime. There was only so much bark to go around, though, and the birds seemed numberless.

It was this scourge that Heracles was sent to destroy. As his sixth labor, it was one of a list of impossible tasks, and indeed the vast numbers of birds seemed beyond the hero’s strength. Heracles got around this by exploiting a simple fact – despite their numbers and ferocity, Stymphalian birds were as easily spooked as sparrows. Fashioning a pair of bronze castanets, he made such a din that the flock took off in a panic; from there he shot a great number down with his arrows, while the remainder of the birds flew off and were never seen in Arcadia again.

That was not the end of the Stymphalian birds, as from Greece they made their way to the Black Sea and populated the Island of Ares, where they became sacred guardians to the god of war. It was this flock that Jason and his Argonauts encountered on their way to Colchis. While the birds of Ares managed to wound the Argonaut Oileus with a feather projectile, they were scared off once more by the noise of rattling bronze armor, but not before pelting the Argonauts with a hailstorm of feathers.

References

- Aldington, R. and Ames, D. trans.; Guirand, F. (1972) New Larousse Encyclopedia of Mythology. Paul Hamlyn, London.

- Ames, D. trans.; Guirand, F. (1963) Greek Mythology. From Mythologie Generale Larousse. Paul Hamlyn, London.

- Apollonius, Coleridge, E.P. trans. (1889) The Argonautica. George Bell and Sons, London.

- Fox, W. M. (1964) The Mythology of All Races v. I: Greek and Roman. Cooper Square Publishers, New York.

- Pausanias, Levi, P. trans. (1979) Guide to Greece, volume 2: Southern Greece. Penguin Books, London.

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